Fragments of Time

 
In the corridors of thought
where shadows white is sublime
wheels of memory spin
in circles they turn
whispers of forgotten dreams
linger in the air.

Faces in the mirror
reflections of the past
moments fleeting by
too precious to outlast
colors of emotion
in a kaleidoscope's embrace.

Echoes of a heartbeat
in the silence of the night
thoughts like scattered leaves
take their secret flight
twirling like a dance
on the edge of the unknown.

Threads of golden memories
woven through the years
laughter mixed with tears
in the tapestry of dears
circles form within circles
an intricate design
in the labyrinth of nought
where dreams forever brine.

Seasons change their colors
as moments come and go
in the spiral of existence
the winds of life blow
through the corridors of time
where echoes softly bind
truths are there to find.

ALL the WORLD needs IS a RESULT from YOU, deliver IT and IT'S gonna PAY YOU..  
 
By the end of this session, my mission accomplished
 
What follows next only leads to sanity..  
   
If you ever happen to meet me on the way    
Behave with me so kindly  
Back home, I got this charity  
I've never ever looked down on any needy  
   
The most dangerous thing is facing reality  
At that instance, you know it's a game of probability  
A conflict within any family  
Fulfilling one's wishes in vanity  

So fragile at first just a seed or a seedling
From a cradle through the ranks, I graced the throne in a castle
   
Now standing firmly rooting the earth called me Iroko or mahogany    
In the whole world of economy    
I've turned out to be the most precious commodity  
In a very demanding world    
All the options put together you can only call it scarcity    
Using my darkest art here in the most darkest symphony    
Against all odds  
Defying the law of gravity..  
In the art of economy    
I happened to be the hottest commodity    
   
Let's be frank It's not at all easy  
Thriving in an evil's community
Living and working in the devil's territory  
I don't remember telling you before that I've this vision of insanity    

This world you and I live in is just an infirmary
All of us held hostage in a demon's custody
The unholy place where I know lust before puberty
Each footstep is within the perimeter of an evil territory
Wherein, if you don't hustle somehow you got condemned to poverty

Every day on the way to the bank clearing my checks, it's always busy
Making a living in one's enemy colony
A pest in a haste I told you it is not at all easy
To the word confinement, please add another word solitary
An impossible mission to accomplish and it is compulsory
Always in motion with nor emotions
A man of action with no cautions
In all this commotion
In my sight, I've a single vision
The only place I can peep, and see things beyond reality
   
Are you asking me about sanity?  
I have since turned myself into an Agama lizard defending external intruders from entering my colony  
Just take a look at yourself amigo you sound so silly  
Disclaimer or a trailer called it, but it's beyond reality    
Thought I told you since forever I lose my sanity  
Ever since I found out about my new reality    
I couldn't even sleep with the hottest hotel receptionist
Simply coz..    
My vision is that of insanity!  
   
 I used this sense of humor during my sophomore years living in a sorority    
Where I sat down in an oasis of serenity  
Where you can see me dancing with destiny    
At the center of a life cycle  
The only spot you can twirl and whirl with reality  
   
It is within my right    
In broad daylight    
To kill somebody    
In front of everybody    
Simply coz..    
My vision is that of insanity!  
   
Never judge me, I've this vision of insanity    
I rabble rouse inside a symphony    
In my bid of becoming the hottest commodity    
I could've studied the bible so well and become the next pope..    
But I chose to make my own dope    
You see two ways how to kiss the girl destiny  
All because of my visions of insanity  
In the art of economy, I am the hottest commodity
 
   
   
In the aftermath, the diminishing return of all these is sanity..

 

    The point of your sword
    Rests gently against the hollow base
    Of my throat
    After an eternity of quarrel and defeat
    Domination and submission
    Sex and brutality
    The cycle is everlasting
    Yet somehow you have managed
    To discover the heinous act
    Of destroying your greatest friend
    Your faithful lover
    Your compassionate kin
    Your worst enemy;
    We have gone through all that we did
    For a sadistic victory;
    One that was never fought for, or won;
    But stolen
    You cheated Fate
    Locked it behind bars
    And threw the key into an abyss of despair;
    A sea of damned souls bent on vengeance;
    Whose destiny is to forevermore guard the one thing
    That could set me free
    My mirror
    No clarity comes from my reflection
    For all I can see now is a monster
    And however loud I might scream, no one
    Will hear me, for the war you have started
    Due to my capture, everything that once
    Grew in the light, now broods in darkness
    I scream and hit my reflection
    As the glass breaks, I accept my fate with dignity.
    The sword at my throat
    Is nothing more than everything I caused.
    I thrust the shard of glass in my neck to its breaking point,
    Yet I feel no pain.
    It would not be so bad, I thought,
    Smiling maniacally at the sight of my lifeblood
    Pouring through my fingers;
    For my perpetual agony has finally ceased
    To exist.